Perfect IV:
The Perfect Gift

By Orithain and Rina

Disclaimers

"I canít believe you asked for this. I canít
believe I agreed to this!" Danny groaned as he looked out at the
ocean and the waves breaking in the distance. "Iím going to break my
neck, I know it."

"Oh, Daddy!" Grace sighed dramatically.
"Itís fun!"

Not waiting for a response, she ran out into the surf
and stretched out on her board, paddling out to the waves with Kono, whoíd
been invited along to keep an eye on her while Steve concentrated on Danny,
right behind her.

"Iím not afraid of it," Danny protested
with a growl. "Iím justifiably concerned, just like Iím justifiably
concerned every time any of you go out there."

"Youíre going to love it," Steve assured
him, trying not to laugh.

"Why do I bet you told people that before pushing
them out of planes?" Danny sighed before picking up the surfboard that was
wedged in the sand beside them and starting to walk into the water.

Steve just chuckled as he kept pace with Danny, his
own board under his arm.

Once theyíd paddled out beyond the breakers, they
sat up on their boards, and Steve leaned over to give Danny a quick kiss.
"Thanks."

"For what?" Danny asked curiously.

"For doing this with me. I know itís not really
your thing, but I really do want to share it with you."

"And thatís why Iím doing it," Danny
said, smiling slightly.

"And thatís why I thanked you. Even though I
know youíre going to love it."

"Youíre going to be unbearably smug if I
mention that Iím enjoying this in the least, arenít you?"

Steve gave that due consideration. "No, Iíll
hold back till tonight. After all, I wouldnít want to put you off enjoying
anything else."

Danny shook his head as he looked out to where Kono
and Grace were swooping in on a wave. "Youíre such a magnanimous
person."

"I know."

Danny muttered something under his breath, glad that
Grace wasnít anywhere near to hear it.

"Now why do I think that wasnít at all
complimentary?" Steve tsked.

"I have no idea," Danny replied with
saccharine sweetness, making Steve laugh.

"Is that any way to talk about the love of your
life?"

"If I didnít, youíd think I was a pod
person."

"Good point." Steve nodded. "Okay, you
ready to do this?"

"You bet." Dannyís grin as he spoke was
small and mysterious.

Steve eyed him suspiciously for a moment before
shrugging it off and nodding to Danny to get into position. "Okay, here it
comes." He hung back, watching to make sure Danny was okay.

"I jump off and swim in, right?" Danny
called, glancing back over his shoulder as the smallish wave rolled in behind
them, feeling the board begin to move with it. He waited a beat then got to his
feet, balancing on the board as the wave carried it and him in toward the
shallower water.

Steveís jaw dropped momentarily as he watched. Once
heíd recovered and Danny had waded ashore, he caught the next wave and rode it
in, coming out where Danny waited. "Something you want to share with the
class, Danno?"

"You asked for your Christmas present before I
could give you mine," Danny shrugged as he balanced the surfboard in the
sand. "I took a few lessons."

Steve stared at him for several seconds. Then he
jammed his board into the sand, took Dannyís to do the same, and pulled Danny
into a hug. "Thank you."

"You all seemed to like it," the shorter man
said, giving a crooked grin as he slid an arm around Steveís waist and hugged
him back. "And I have to admit that itís sort of fun."

"Aha!" Steve crowed, manfully refraining
from saying ĎI told you soí though the way that Danny rolled his eyes said
he knew just what Steve was thinking.

"We can have family surfing days," Steve
informed him. "Itíll be great."

"Argh."

Steve started to laugh, and it was left to Danny to
explain why when Grace and Kono joined them.

"Okay, you all wanted to get me here so much;
shouldnít we surf some more?"

They spent a few hours in the ocean, enjoying the
surfing and then sprawling in the sun to relax for a while, Kono begging off
when they mentioned dinner. She left, congratulating Danny on how well heíd
done and saying sheíd see them at work after the holidays.

"So, fun, right?" Steve said, lying on his
side with his head propped on one hand.

"Yeah," Danny allowed, crossing his arms
behind his head as he stretched out on the blanket, watching Grace as she built
a sand castle next to them.

"So does that mean that weíre going to be able
to get you out here again?"

"Donít want to put the lessons to waste,
right?"

"Good." Steve leaned closer and kissed him.
"And I wonít even say I told you so."

"You just did," Danny pointed out.

"Oh, did I?" Steve smirked. "Imagine
that."

"Just because I love you doesnít mean I canít
hate you at the same time."

Steve burst into laughter. "You seem to say that
a lot. Should I worry about future-spousal abuse?"

"I canít believe that Chin and Tricia are still
calling each other," Danny muttered as they pulled up to the house, and he
reached out the window to grab the mail from the box, shuffling through it as
Steve went up the drive. "Oh hell, I forgot that we were almost out of
milk; you mind going and getting some?"

"Why do I feel domesticated?" Steve asked
laughingly. "Go on in, and Iíll go to the store. Do we need anything
else?"

Danny climbed out of the car as he thought, then
leaned back in. "Maybe some orange juice, and I think youíre out of melon
if you want it for breakfast." He paused and smirked. "Dear."

"I really hate you," Steve called.
"Muffin."

"Liar," Danny called over his shoulder as he
headed toward the house.

Steve was still laughing as he drove away. It didnít
take him long to pick up what they needed, along with a few other things that
just looked good, and he headed back to the house.

"That would be when youíre hanging people off
buildings, dropping them in shark tanks and otherwise utterly ignoring police
procedure," Danny answered blandly, though the corners of his mouth were
curved up in a suppressed smile.

"You think itís hot, admit it."

"Not the ignoring police procedure!"

"You wish you could too. Iím living out your
dream for you."

"My dreams never featured insanity," Danny
snorted as he flipped the steaks.

"And youíve dreamed of me, so by your own
admission, Iím not insane," Steve said triumphantly.

"The things you were doing in my dreams werenít
insane!" Danny protested laughingly before waving a hand toward the oven.
"Go check on the potatoes."

"Yes, Massa Danny suh," Steve laughed.

"Ew, donít do that," Danny said before
shuddering, making Steve regard him with surprise.

"I can assure you that I donít actually think Iím
a slave, Danny."

"You never know with you."

Steve regarded him with the expression reserved
exclusively for moments when he questioned Dannyís grasp on reality. "Iím
getting close to offering you money to stop talking again," he said.
"Come to think of it though, I have better methods at my disposal
now."

"Food first," Danny warned, brandishing the
tongs he held at Steve in a threatening manner.

"You have no sense of adventure," Steve
accused laughingly as he finally went to check on the potatoes, pronouncing them
nearly done.

"Not when the adventure includes my stomachís
growling drowning out your begging for me to do you," Danny snickered as he
shifted the steaks to a plate to let them rest.

"Hmm, good point. Letís get you fueled up so
you can keep up with me." Steve smirked at him before checking the potatoes
again. "Another two minutes should do it."

"Okay, that was good if I say so myself,"
Danny mused as he leaned back in his chair and stretched his feet out under the
table.

"You can cook for me anytime," Steve agreed.
"Though youíre going to have to wait a while for dessert. I ate too much
to move."

"Wimp," Danny laughed. "Or is it that
youíre growing old?"

Steve rolled his eyes. "Do you really want to
challenge me to an endurance test?" he asked dryly.

"Heaven forbid, Mr. Super-SEAL," Danny
snorted.

"Good answer."

"Tell me that you didnít think that I was
serious."

"I was giving you the benefit of the doubt. Or do
you really think your police academy training equals SEAL training?" Steveís
snort was eloquent of his opinion.

"I wasnít talking about swimming a million
miles or running to the moon and back wearing a ton of gear."

Steve laughed. "So what exactly is your idea of
an endurance test then?"

"Youíll find out in time," Danny grinned.

Eyeing him, Steve finally shook his head.
"Whatever you say, Danny."

Danny only snickered. "Well, if you werenít too
full from dinner, you might find out sooner than later."

"Suddenly Iím feeling much less
overstuffed."

"Glad to hear it; ready to head in then?"

"You really need to ask?" Steve grinned as
he got to his feet and held out a hand to Danny, who twined their fingers
together as he stood and they started walking back into the house and upstairs,
giving a thin smile as they approached their bedroom and he waited for Steveís
reaction.

Steveís eyes went from the champagne cooling in an
ice bucket next to the bed to the sheets of paper lying on the pillow, and he
let go of Dannyís hand. He hesitated for only a second before taking the few
steps necessary to bring him to the bed, his hand steady as he picked up the
papers.

After a quick glance, he laid them on the nightstand,
his eyes steady on Dannyís bright blue as his lips curved into a beaming
smile.

"I figured that good news needed a
celebration," Danny shrugged, though his smile was warm and pleased at
Steveís reaction.

"I like the way you think, Danny," Steve
agreed.

"Thatís because Iím the rationalóand
apparently romanticóone," the other man offered.

"Are you saying that Iím unromantic?"
Steve asked as he pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it aside.

"Sure, Steve, youíre the most romantic guy I
know."

"Arenít you lucky you have me then?" Steve
was working on his belt as he smirked at Danny.

"I think they should have tested you for brain
damage," Danny muttered as he stepped out of his shorts and underwear,
leaving them both in a pile on the floor.

Nude, Steve stretched out on the bed and extended a
hand to Danny, the smartass grin slowly morphing back into the tender smile heíd
worn earlier. Danny paused to admire the long, tanned length of him, then
wrapped his hand around Steveís as he climbed into the bed, stretching out
beside and on the other man, brushing a gentle kiss over his curved lips, one
that slowly turned deeper and hungrier.

Steve opened to him easily, eagerly, and the scent of
salt water and flowers that wafted through the room on the evening breeze was
gradually buried beneath the earthier aromas of sweat and arousal. A soft moan
escaped one of them, and Steve pulled Danny more fully atop him, his legs
spreading to allow the blond to settle more closely against him.

"Oh hell, you feel good." Danny breathed the
words into Steveís mouth as he rocked down against him, the brush of their
bodies together causing the need to blossom within him.

"You too," Steve murmured. "I canít
wait to feel you inside me with nothing between us. Or me in you. That would be
good too," he added vaguely, most of his brain power sidelined by the
growing physical sensations.

Danny nodded, the motion rubbing the stubble on his
cheeks and chin against Steveís face, the slight rasping sound cutting through
the other manís words. "Very good and I was planning on getting to both
tonight." He lifted his head and nipped at Steveís chin after he spoke
then soothed the red mark with a swipe of his tongue.

"Oh good," Steve panted, squirming under
Danny and inching his legs up around Dannyís waist. His hands ran over Dannyís
back and ass, petting and urging him closer in equal measure.

"Keep it up and weíre going to be getting to
the first sooner rather than later," Danny gasped, arching down into the
cradle of Steveís hips, their cocks sliding together as their bodies rubbed
against each other.

"Not seeing a problem!" Steve moaned
hungrily, precome from both them painting their bellies with every thrust of
their hips. The words caused Danny to laugh almost wildly even as he reached for
the lube, managing to push back enough to slick up his fingers and press one
into Steveís ass, all without causing their mouths to lose contact.

Steve moaned again, clenching down involuntarily on
Dannyís finger as his hips jerked up, wordlessly demanding more, which Danny
gave him, sliding his hand back, then pressing two inside Steve, his breath
quickening at the sensation.

"God, I need to be in you," he rasped
against Steveís mouth.

"Yes," Steve groaned, rocking urgently on
Dannyís fingers, his own digging into Dannyís ass demandingly, the pressure
causing Danny to hiss and yank his hand back so that he could slick up his cock.
Steeling himself, he set his cock at the entrance to Steveís body then slowly
pressed forward, the feel of bare flesh sliding along his length spreading
tension through his whole body as he tried to keep control.

"Oh God," Steve moaned, stunned at the
difference the absence of that thin layer of latex made. "You feel..."
He trailed off, unable to express it in words, though his body spoke clearly for
him.

"Oh yeah," Danny groaned, sliding deeper
until he felt himself bottom out. Needing to feel more of that tight slide, he
reversed course, pulling back and feeling Steveís legs tighten against his
hips.

"Christ, why didnít anyone tell me it felt this
good?" Steve rasped, biting at his lower lip as he tried to pull Danny back
into him.

"Maybe because they didnít know?" Danny
gasped as he arched forward again, the head of his cock bumping Steveís
prostate as he did so.

"You have a kid. You did. You should have,"
Steve panted somewhat incoherently, his eyes closing as he tensed under Danny,
tremors of nearly overwhelming pleasure racing up and down his spine.

Dannyís laugh in response to that comment was almost
wild, and he dipped his head to lick a stripe up Steveís chest. "Little
different."

"Really good." Steve drew his hands up Dannyís
back, short nails lightly scratching over his spine, and then curved them over
Dannyís shoulders, giving himself more leverage as he thrust up, forcing Danny
deeper inside him.

"Oh hell yeah." Bracing himself on one hand,
Danny slid the other between them to circle and jack Steveís cock, the sticky
slickness of precome wetting his fingers as they slipped over the head.

Steve moaned, the sound stark and needy on the night
air, and he thrust into Dannyís fist, then jerked back to fill himself with
Dannyís cock again, the cycle repeating over and over while he stared up into
the blue eyes above him, eyes that drew closer as Danny leaned in to claim his
mouth, his tongue snaking in and sliding against Steveís to the same rhythm as
their fucking.

Even muffled by the kiss, Steveís needy whimper was
still clear. He inched his legs up higher around Dannyís waist, letting the
blond slide in a fraction deeper on his next thrust. Dannyís groan vibrated
between their lips, and his hips snapped faster, driving with more force against
Steveís body. Steve met the demanding rhythm eagerly, his body tightening more
with every thrust until he exploded, his seed coating their bellies in burst
after burst of pleasure.

"Oh fuck yeah," Danny gasped as clenching,
spasming tightness surrounded his shaft at the same time Steveís cock spurted
beneath his hand. He continued to move, riding out the storm of Steveís
release before pulling back to stare down at the other man, the sheen of sweat
on Steveís body combining with the dilation of his pupils to cause his gut to
clench with need.

"Look at me," he rasped, and when Steve
finally dragged his glazed focus to his face, he drove inward one final time and
let the torrent of his own desire sweep over him.

"Oh fuck," Steve moaned, another aftershock
of his climax shuddering through him at the sight of Danny coming, at the
sensation of him coming inside Steve with nothing between them.

Dannyís chest heaved as he gulped for breath as the
last spasms slowly ceased, and he slowly grinned as he stared at Steveís
stunned, pleasure-drugged expression. "Oh yeah."

"Wow," Steve breathed before tugging Danny
down for another kiss. "I had no idea."

Danny couldnít help but smirk though his blue eyes
held an expression that was tender and loving. "Just a little different
than normal, right? And after we have some champagne to celebrate and recover,
we can blow your mind by doing it the other way."

Steve grinned. "I really do love you."

"Good thing for both of us that you do because I
love you as well, and Iíd hate to have to strangle you."

"Only you, Danno, could combine a declaration of
love and a death threat into one breath," Steve laughed.

Danny snorted and leaned in to brush a kiss over Steveís
mouth. "Thatís because I know itís the language you speak."